started flippin Seeing the world through very different eyes People askin' her what she'll do when it comes time to chose sides Yo, her skin is yellow, it
unbelievable' and on and on and I'll tell you what, while we're at it you can keep the pentagon keep the propaganda keep each and every TV that's
me, it got me handcuffed The rough life, I just be up nights, breathin with scuffed Nike's Pour my beers for my peoples under the stairs These years
it makes me wonder How I keep from going under - haha ha ha It's like a jungle, sometimes it makes me wonder How I keep from going under Maybe I'm crazy
like an afro Come and take a glimpse of the stairs It's the aroma of a pimp in the air, I bet you notice the smell It's like a lotus when I flow this
s 100's of niggas Dead left under the river From the days of slaves To hurricanes in Orleans See my people's grapes floatin' amongst the waves It's hell
in "Fight Club"'s Tyler Durden Behind close curtains That's it! Every time a child suffers a trauma the personality splits I seen it in cases where women are raped It
it's our power that you fuel So it is basically blatantly obvious, and in fact fucking common sense That when people are forced to live in shit, under
flippin Seeing the world through very different eyes People askin' her what she'll do when it comes time to chose sides Yo, her skin is yellow, it's
', seeing the world through very different eyes People asking her what she'll do when it come time to choose sides Yo, my skin is yellow it's like the
walking under rainbows... too long to tell You keep walking down mean streets... My street angel I try to bring you in... out of the cold But street angels live
Keep em steppin with more Lethal Weapons than Danny Gloves I cock back, action packed raps and gats niggaz trade mats for prats people react, to RZA sharp
stage I tend to amaze It's like the roof was on fire after a set it a blaze Got a god given talent But my devilish ways Keep me grounded It was the pencil